We're your daughter

We're your ornery teeth

We're your author

We're your quarterly leave

They're your daughter

They're your artery thieves

Prima donna

Run your pain to your teeth

I will save your blood for years

I will brave your flood to breathe

Here often

Heard your bought a reprieve

Up in Auckland

We were trading retreats

In your outdoors

Lay your throne and your wreath

In your hung jaw

Were you caught on your feet?

I will let the blood from your corners of your eyes

I'll vignette the flood from the borders of the tide.

You and I

I will save your blood for years

And I will brave your flood to breathe

And I will save your blood for years

And I will brave your flood to breathe

Let your blood，Let your blood

Silvery